Under the Greenwood Tree; Or, The Mellstock Quire
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Thomas Hardy. Under the Greenwood Tree; Or, The Mellstock Quire
PREFACE
PART THE FIRST – WINTER
CHAPTER I: MELLSTOCK-LANE
CHAPTER II: THE TRANTER’S
CHAPTER III: THE ASSEMBLED QUIRE
CHAPTER IV: GOING THE ROUNDS
CHAPTER V: THE LISTENERS
CHAPTER VI: CHRISTMAS MORNING
CHAPTER VII: THE TRANTER’S PARTY
CHAPTER VIII: THEY DANCE MORE WILDLY
CHAPTER IX: DICK CALLS AT THE SCHOOL
PART THE SECOND – SPRING
CHAPTER I: PASSING BY THE SCHOOL
CHAPTER II: A MEETING OF THE QUIRE
CHAPTER III: A TURN IN THE DISCUSSION
CHAPTER IV: THE INTERVIEW WITH THE VICAR
CHAPTER V: RETURNING HOME WARD
CHAPTER VI: YALBURY WOOD AND THE KEEPER’S HOUSE
CHAPTER VII: DICK MAKES HIMSELF USEFUL
CHAPTER VIII: DICK MEETS HIS FATHER
PART THE THIRD – SUMMER
CHAPTER I: DRIVING OUT OF BUDMOUTH
CHAPTER II: FURTHER ALONG THE ROAD
CHAPTER III: A CONFESSION
CHAPTER IV: AN ARRANGEMENT
PART THE FOURTH – AUTUMN
CHAPTER I: GOING NUTTING
CHAPTER II: HONEY-TAKING, AND AFTERWARDS
CHAPTER III: FANCY IN THE RAIN
CHAPTER IV: THE SPELL
CHAPTER V: AFTER GAINING HER POINT
CHAPTER VI: INTO TEMPTATION
CHAPTER VII: SECOND THOUGHTS
PART THE FIFTH: CONCLUSION
CHAPTER I: ‘THE KNOT THERE’S NO UNTYING’
CHAPTER II: UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE
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To dwellers in a wood almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature. At the passing of the breeze the fir-trees sob and moan no less distinctly than they rock; the holly whistles as it battles with itself; the ash hisses amid its quiverings; the beech rustles while its flat boughs rise and fall. And winter, which modifies the note of such trees as shed their leaves, does not destroy its individuality.
On a cold and starry Christmas-eve within living memory a man was passing up a lane towards Mellstock Cross in the darkness of a plantation that whispered thus distinctively to his intelligence. All the evidences of his nature were those afforded by the spirit of his footsteps, which succeeded each other lightly and quickly, and by the liveliness of his voice as he sang in a rural cadence:
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“Right, William, and so they be – miserable dumbledores!” said the choir with unanimity.
By this time they were crossing to a gate in the direction of the school, which, standing on a slight eminence at the junction of three ways, now rose in unvarying and dark flatness against the sky. The instruments were retuned, and all the band entered the school enclosure, enjoined by old William to keep upon the grass.
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